COURTESY CALL | CAPTURE THE FLAG / RAID

[CAIN]

Well, Cain had the decency to give Axel a proper mourning period, at least. As soon as he'd decided that it was enough, however, it was on to phase two: retaliation. Something in his blood hummed at the promise of chaos and blood shed, and the Commander stood on the brink overlooking their little kingdom with an easy, lopsided grin. He knew these streets well enough, and had already run through his plans for days. "Alright, everybody, time to play a fun game of Capture the Flag. Take whatever you can, burn the rest, and rescue some of those kiddos," he drawled, tossing a brief glance over his shoulder to his little gang of rebels.

They certainly weren't as refined as the royals, most of them having grown up on the outer fringes of society, but they were dirty fighters and more than capable of tearing shit apart. Cain had faith in them. Raising his voice as he turned back towards the city, he yelled, "Ohh, Freddie, I'm home! Did you miss me?" He grinned, and electricity crackled through the air in anticipation for the shitshow.

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